Minimalism Life

It starts in a fleeting moment.

I want it.
I need it.
I buy it.

The “happiness” is achieved.
It lingers for some time.

But wait.

Time has passed and now there is room for “more.”
And so it begins again.
The next item captivates me.

I want it.
I need it.
I buy it.

But why is the “happiness” shorter this time?
Why is this thing not as impressive as I thought?
Maybe I bought the wrong one or—
Maybe I never needed it all.
But what do I need?
Or what am I desperately seeking?

Then, again, I’m hit by the urge, but now—
I see what the stuff was meant to substitute.
I slowly acknowledge the hold these materials have on me.
Instead of letting it use me,
Now I can begin to take control little by little to break the cycle.